she was tired of the smoke clogging up her lungs. she was tired of the cigarettes being shoved down her throat. but most of all, she was just tired of her ribs being the color of ashes.
// m.m.
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Dactylic
PoesíaPoetic Rant Book Series - #1 A collection of poetic like sentences and, or small poems. Plus, a few poetically put rants. (lower case intended) 8/9/15 - #46 in Poetry
